Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
She dared not sleep when her chest felt empty.
Lu Jinrong picked up the dolly from the shelf. This was her treasure. She brought it with her everywhere. It was her precious and heartachingly so.
She said that her daughter saw the dolly as her, and now, she was treating the dolly as her daughter.
Xia Ruoxin reached out her hand and hugged the dolly. Then, she fell asleep—this time for real. Lu Jinrong covered her with the blanket and then sat down without moving.
“Mr. Lu.” His assistant walked in. “The Xia household has been dealt with,” he said in hushed tones.
Of course, he did not mean getting rid of them but putting them in the hospital.
“How is it?” Lu Jinrong asked plainly. “None of her organs burst, right?”
The assistant felt cold sweat trickle down his forehead. “That, Mr. Lu, no. You just bruised her stomach, but her organs are fine.”
“Oh…” Lu Jinrong reached out his legs. “Why didn’t any burst?”
The assistant felt the corner of his lips twitch. Young Master Rong, you don’t have to do this. No matter what, that’s still a woman. If people find out that you raised your hand against a woman, no one would want to marry you.
“Okay, you can leave now.” Lu Jinrong waved, preparing to stay here with his sister.
At this time, Jian Qingying came hurriedly.
“How is it? Is Xiaohua fine? I heard some people came to make trouble?”
“Don’t worry, she’s fine.” Lu Jinrong consoled her mother. “Mom, she’s much stronger than you think. She’s not disadvantaged; people suffer more in her hands.”
Jian Qingying rolled his eyes. “She was disadvantaged this time. If not, where did the scar on her stomach come from?”
It wasn’t all bad. Of course, Lu Jinrong dared not say that his business had stood to gain. Anything that could be used was a resource for expanding one’s career and connection.
Everything that could be used including themselves.
Wanting to make someone’s life a living hell was easy. Give them whatever they wanted, and drop them back to hell when they were at their peak.
Xia Ruoxin’s injury this time made that happen. Of course, it woke her up, too. However, the direction of future developments was not something they could predict or know.
“My daughter,”—Jian Qingying held Xia Ruoxin’s hand tightly—”no matter whose child she is, she’s one of us. No one can take her from us. If anyone tries, I’ll fight them.”
“Mom, you don’t have to fight them.” Lu Jinrong rubbed his forehead and felt his head throb. “She’s practically an orphan so she’s your daughter. She always will be.”
“That’s good.” Jian Qingying felt much better. It was good that no one was going to take her daughter from her. “It’s just a pity that I never got to meet my granddaughter. Else, I’ll have a granddaughter to raise. You good for nothing…” At this point, she poked her son’s forehead. He was thirty-something, but he could not even produce a child.
Lu Jinrong only smiled at this but said nothing.
At this time, two people were lying in another room. One was Xia Yixuan, and the other was Shen Yijun. Xia Yixuan was there not just because of pain but also because of her fear. Shen Yijun was there from anger and disappointment.
Xia Yixuan sat up suddenly, scaring the nurses by the side. If that happened in a morgue, it would scare a person to death.
Xia Mingzheng hurried over when he saw that his daughter was awake.
“Yixuan, what’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?”
Xia Yixuan stared at Xia Mingzheng before she sighed softly. It was all a dream. It must have been a dream. No one found out, right? Even if they knew, she would not admit it. There was nothing they could do about it, right?
“Yixuan, tell Dad.” Xia Mingzheng placed his hand on his daughter’s shoulder. “What Lu Xiaohua said… was it real? Did you really lock Ruoxin up, break her legs, and ruin her face?”
Until now, Xia Mingzheng could not believe that his daughter was capable of doing something like this. This was not any other person. This was her sister. Even though they were not related by blood, they grew up together. The Xia household has already let Shen Yijun and her daughter down. He did not know how to clean this up after another round.
“Dad, what nonsense is this? Why would I do something like this?”
Xia Yixuan turned her face and refused to admit it, but that did not mean that Xia Mingzheng bought it.
“Yixuan, when you lied in the past, you had the same reaction. You refused to look at us, and you would tug on your sleeve’s button.” Xia Mingzheng felt like someone had poured a bucket of cold water on him when he saw his daughter’s actions.
Xia Yixuan hurriedly let go of her hands like someone had stepped on her tail. “Daddy, am I your daughter? Or is Lu Xiaohua? You won’t believe me, but you believe her.” She felt like she had nothing else to say at this point. Especially Xia Mingzheng’s eyes, they were sharp and made her want to break down.
“Okay.” She laughed coldly and admitted to it. “Yes, I kept her captive. So what? Who asked her to fight over Brother Lui with me? Brother Lui is mine. Mine.” Xia Yixuan clenched her fists as her nails dug into her skin. “She should not have existed. Haven’t you been asking why she wasn’t dead yet? I’m helping you out here. I got rid of her. No one would fight over Brother Lui with me or anything. No one would be asking her to go die anymore.”
Piak! Xia Mingzheng’s hand landed on his daughter’s face as if he was trying to slap some sense into her.
“Xia Yixuan, how could you have done something so inhumane?” He was heartbroken and disappointed. He was ashamed. He had not taught his daughter well.
“Brother…” Xia Yixuan covered her face and lunged into Xia Mingzheng’s arms.
“Daddy, what do I do? What do I do? If Brother Lui finds out about this, he’ll never let this slide. I’m about to marry him. I’m about to become the wife of Chu Enterprise’s CEO. Daddy, I don’t want to go to jail.”
